When the sky was just slightly bright, Tang Xiaobao got up, sat on the edge of the bed and patted his cheek, trying to sober himself up.

It seems that it has become his habit to spend so long on the mountain, although he is sleepy, but he can't sleep if he is asked to lie down.

After sitting for a while, my mind was much clearer, and when I was about to get dressed, I found a note on the pile of clothes.

He took it and took a look, only to see that it was written crookedly: Silly boy, you monkey brother and I will go out on a long trip, and wait for me to come back.

The head that was still a little confused suddenly woke up, and he looked up at the place where Lin Xiaohou was sleeping, where there was still the shadow of Lin Xiaohou's lazy man, leaving only a neat quilt stacked on the bed.

Seeing this situation, Tang Xiaobao hurriedly dressed and ran to the main hall, and said to Lin Wenfeng, who was reciting the Sutra, "The master is not good. ”

Lin Wenfeng glanced up at him and said, "I'm fine, what do I look like in the early morning, and when I have lunch, I will copy the "Qingjing Sutra" ten times, with a brush." ”

After speaking, Lin Wenfeng shook his head, in his opinion, Tang Xiaobao's Qi cultivation kung fu needs to be practiced more, otherwise he will be so shocked when he encounters anything, and what is the use of being anxious, can he solve the problem in a hurry, can't.

Instead of solving the problem, being anxious can affect your judgment of things and lead to incorrect or problematic decisions.

Hearing Lin Wenfeng's words, Tang Xiaobao now wants to die, it is uncomfortable to write so many coins, let alone a brush, he would rather squat for twenty minutes than write calligraphy, but Lin Wenfeng had to listen to what he said.

Putting this matter aside first, he took out the kind of note left by Lin Xiaohou and said, "Master, look, Lin Xiaohou ran away from home. ”

Lin Wenfeng took the note in his hand and glanced at it, and said lightly: "Well, I know." ”

In his opinion, there is no need to worry about Lin Xiaohou at all, Lin Xiaohou is originally a creature in this big mountain, so it is more familiar with everything here than Lin Wenfeng, and besides, it can't suffer any loss with its intelligence.

He was just curious about what Lin Xiaohou was doing, no wonder he said it would talk about it in two days when he asked him what he wanted yesterday.

Seeing that Lin Wenfeng took over this matter so lightly, Tang Xiaobao couldn't say anything he wanted to say, so he could only ask the fairy master to bless Lin Xiaohou to return safely when he was chanting.

Through the past few months of eating and living together, Tang Xiaobao has long since stopped treating Lin Xiaohou as a monkey, but as his own brother, except that he can't communicate with others.

Wait a minute. Speaking of communication, he suddenly remembered the words on this note, if it wasn't written by Lin Xiaohou, who would have written it, first of all, it couldn't be Lin Wenfeng, because there was no need, and David was even more impossible, he had never seen Lin Xiaohou.

Then there is only one possibility, this is written by Lin Xiaohou himself, thinking about this, Tang Xiaobao looked at Lin Wenfeng expectantly and asked, "Master, is this kind of note written by Lin Xiaohou?"

Lin Wenfeng nodded and said, "It's not it, who else can it be!"

At this moment, Tang Xiaobao became excited, if it was according to Lin Wenfeng's words, wouldn't he be able to communicate with Lin Xiaohou.

Lin Wenfeng said when he saw him so happy: "The little monkey has no problem communicating with each other now, as long as what you say is not too complicated, it can basically understand." ”

Hearing this, Tang Xiaobao's mind suddenly became active, he now wanted to wait for Lin Xiaohou to come back, and have a long talk with Lin Xiaohou, he wanted to know what the same thing was like as a monkey, and so on.

Tang Xiaobao thought about it and didn't read the scriptures anymore, so he "giggled" and giggled there, and Lin Wenfeng directly hit the ruler.

He hadn't been beaten for too long, and Tang Xiaobao had forgotten the pain of being taught by the ring ruler.

Lin Wenfeng looked at Tang Xiaobao, who was twisted on the ground, and said, "I hope you can still laugh like you did just now later." ”

Tang Xiaobao then remembered that today was the beginning of his punishment, he was a little carried away just now and forgot about this stubble, his biggest expectation now is that Lin Wenfeng will be able to show mercy to his subordinates later, not too ruthless.

But Lin Wenfeng did what he wanted, the answer was of course not, in response to the problems that Lin Wenfeng found when Tang Xiaobao was sparring, he had already made a decision on Tang Xiaobao's training in the past two days.

The first is that the body is not flexible enough, and he can't effectively avoid the opponent's attacks in the process of fighting, and his reaction seems to be half a beat slower, and the second is that his ability to resist attacks is too weak, Lin Wenfeng didn't expect this before, and he didn't find out until Tang Xiaobao and Lin Xiaohou were fighting.

If you want to hit the opponent, first of all, you can't go up and be beaten by the opponent, in that case, no matter how powerful and subtle your martial arts are, there is no room to play.

So after reciting the scriptures, Lin Wenfeng took Tang Xiaobao to the bamboo forest, holding a slender bamboo in his hand.

Tang Xiaobao looked at Lin Wenfeng's posture and asked cautiously, "Master, what are we going to do here!"

Lin Wenfeng said: "I thought about it carefully yesterday, if you keep moving without a purpose, it won't have any effect, so I decided to focus on training you." ”

Seeing Tang Xiaobao looking at himself blankly, Lin Wenfeng continued: "In the past two days, let's not do anything else, just do one thing, I will attack you to dodge." ”

Now Tang Xiaobao stopped doing it, let him dodge Lin Wenfeng's attack, it was better to say that it was a unilateral plan, how could he dodge Lin Wenfeng's attack.

Lin Wenfeng didn't care what he thought, and said, "Then it's going to start now." ”

didn't wait for Tang Xiaobao to react at all, he came up and looked at Tang Xiaobao's body, and he grinned in pain.

Lin Wenfeng deliberately controlled the strength of his hands, letting him know that he would not be unable to move in pain in case of pain.

Tang Xiaobao spent the whole morning in Lin Wenfeng's torture, he had taken all Lin Wenfeng's attacks solidly, and when he returned to the Taoist Temple, he thought that he would continue tomorrow, and his tears couldn't help but roll in his eyes.

Lin Wenfeng looked refreshed, I don't know if it was because he hadn't moved for too long, or if he simply cleaned up Tang Xiaobao with a little bad taste.

After coming back, Tang Xiaobao did not stay idle because of this, but went to the study to copy the "Qingjing Sutra" under the supervision of Lin Wenfeng.

Lin Wenfeng was reading a book on the side, and he didn't say anything about him, anyway, the longer you delayed, the worse it would be for you.

No way, let's die, Tang Xiaobao directly used the brush as a ballpoint pen and wrote it on rice paper, but this word is really not flattering, to put it mildly, it is not as good as Lin Xiaohou's writing.

After all, Lin Xiaohou used the brush directly when he first started writing, which Tang Xiaobao really couldn't compare to.

Time passed little by little, and Tang Xiaobao didn't finish writing ten times until before dinner in the afternoon, his back hurt from being tired, and his wrist seemed to be useless.